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  • And Jacob erected a monument over her sepulcher. This is the monument to Rachel’s tomb, even to the present day. (Genesis 35, 20)

  • The sons of Rachel: Joseph and Benjamin. (Genesis 35, 24)

  • The sons of Bilhah, handmaid of Rachel: Dan and Naphtali. (Genesis 35, 25)

  • The sons of Rachel, the wife of Jacob: Joseph and Benjamin. (Genesis 46, 19)

  • These are the sons of Rachel, whom she bore to Jacob: all these souls are fourteen. (Genesis 46, 22)

  • These are the sons of Bilhah, whom Laban gave to his daughter Rachel, and these she bore to Jacob: all these souls are seven. (Genesis 46, 25)

  • As for me, when I came from Mesopotamia, Rachel died in the land of Canaan on the very journey, and it was springtime. And I entered Ephrath and buried her next to the way of Ephrath, which by another name is called Bethlehem.” (Genesis 48, 7)

  • All the people who were at the gate, along with the eldest, answered, “We are witnesses. May the Lord make this woman, who enters into your house, like Rachel, and Leah, who built up the house of Israel, so that she may be an example of virtue in Ephrathah, and so that her name may be honored in Bethlehem. (Ruth 4, 11)

  • When you will have departed from me this day, you will find two men beside the sepulcher of Rachel, in the parts of Benjamin to the south. And they will say to you: ‘The donkeys have been found, which you had been seeking as you traveled. And your father, forgetting about the donkeys, has been anxious for you, and he says, “What shall I do about my son?” ’ (1 Samuel 10, 2)

  • Thus says the Lord: “A voice has been heard on high: of lamentation, mourning, and weeping; of Rachel crying for her sons and refusing to be consoled over them, because they are not.” (Jeremiah 31, 15)

  • “A voice has been heard in Ramah, great weeping and wailing: Rachel crying for her sons. And she was not willing to be consoled, because they were no more.” (Matthew 2, 18)


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